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letra de 100 shooters - rara

d-mn, son, where’d you find this?
woo, carti, d-mn (uh, i’m in this b-tch, barti)
(playboi carti, n-gga)
uh, uh, uh, yeah (southside, n-gga, all day, n-gga)
(f-ck wrong with you n-ggas?)
yeah, uh (this is how you feel, uh)
(this is how you feel, carti, this is how you feel)
playboi, woo, play, uh (sipping on this act’, don’t know how to act)
hold up, who that bangin’ on my door? (my door)
if a n-gga try to rob me i’ma blow him in his throat, hold up, uh (head on, head on)
don’t be blowin’ up my phone (blowin’ up my phone)
soundin’ like a little ho about some coke, you f-ckin’ ho! (carti, d-mn)
uh, uh, it’s cartier, these diamonds let you n-ggas know, uh
you see these hundreds, these hundreds, n-gga, we blow, uh (carti)
f-ck her under covers, my n-gga, until the morning, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
she say, “carti, why you acting funny?” (b-tch)
“ever since you got some money you been frontin’ on me” (b-tch)
say no more, the new cars, thе new broads, uh (the new broads)
you so bright but you so lost, d-mn (so lost)
you lеt the lean get you so gone, uh (let the lean get you so gone, uh)
don’t let the drugs get you so gone, uh (don’t let the drugs get you so gone)
don’t let the drugs get you so gone, uh
you so bright but you so lost (so lost, ayy)
yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh (so, so f-ckin’ lost)
sippin’ on this act’, don’t know how to act, uh
uh, yeah, uh (so, so f-ckin’ lost)
my lil’ whoadie got my back, he’ll blow you back, d-mn! (lost)
uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (so, so f-ckin’ lost, carti!)
my lil’ whoadie got the strap, he’ll blow you back, d-mn! (play, play, playboi)
yeah, yeah, uh (so, so f-ckin’ lost)
uh (so)
so f-ckin’ lost!
lost
lost
so, so f-ckin’ lost
lost

- rara

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